Thanksgiving 2018

Our Thanksgiving started early.

I got the turkey in the roaster and the rolls rising.

The boys went and played in the Turkey Bowl.

I had ONE request.

ONE request, Friends.

NO INJURIES.

Rest assured, Jackson hasn't been able to walk since Thursday!

Shocking.

Appetizers were set out at noon.

I was watching a Lockdown marathon on Netflix.

No judging.

Dinner was served at 4.

I nailed it, People.

Like, nailed IT!

The rolls were on point.

The turkey was amazing.

The mashed potatoes could have been more seasoned, but whatever!

I was dang proud of myself.

Don't mind their just-woke-up-from-naps-after-turkeybowl-faces...

They were hungry and happy.

I asked each of them to name two things they were thankful for at that very moment...

"Stuffing." "Butter." "Rolls." "Jesus." (at least one got one Jesus in there)

"Mom." "Ibuprofen." You get the idea...

Dessert was cherry cream pie and our four layer dessert, which is actually only three layers, but who cares!

Two weeks until my Jackson is moving on to a new classroom in life.

I am trying to soak up every single second!!!

A Little Extra Thankful

This year, I am a little extra thankful.

Thankful that I am no longer in a wheelchair.

Thankful that my L.A. (left arm) is working and typing this post.

Thankful that I can pull my own hair back into a ponytail.

Thankful that I can get myself dressed.

Thankful that I am not in the hospital, looking at the world through a window.

Thankful that I am home. With my children.

Thankful for this team of five.

Thankful, and honored, to be their mama.

Thankful for their strength and courage and resilience and hard work.

Thankful for their devotion to their mama.

Thankful for their testimonies.

Thankful for the way they always surround me with love, just as they are in this picture.

Thankful that I can hold these babies.

Thankful that I am strong enough to watch them.

Thankful for their snuggles and kisses and giggles.

Thankful that I can pull them around the kitchen floor on a blanket.

Thankful that I can change their poopy diapers.

Thankful that I can feed them and wipe their tears.

Thankful to be their auntie.

Thankful to be a missionary mama.

20 days until this bubba of mine takes off on his new journey, his new classroom in life.

Thankful for his Priesthood.

Thankful for his worthiness.

Thankful for his example.

Thankful for his part and his role in our team of five.

Thankful that God entrusted him with me.

I am thankful for my role as a mother.

I am thankful for my role as an auntie.

I am thankful for my role on this Earth.

I am thankful that classrooms are repeatable.

I am thankful for my knowledge that God is real. I am thankful for my knowledge that His Son, Jesus Christ is my advocate, my Savior.

I am thankful for prayer. For peace. For comfort. For eyes to see and ears to hear.

I am thankful for my community, my village - which includes every single one of you.

Happy Thanksgiving.